Once I was in Homer, I simply followed the vehicles down to Homer Spit. Lots of artsy shops, restaurants, marina, RV parks, tent-only camps and touristy things to do all along Homer Spit. I went for a walk.
OMG. Where's my hat? Did the wind take my hat? Is it gone forever???
Having my hat sounds like a good reason for me to celebrate, don't you think? And look! As fate would have it, there's an ice cream parlor right behind me! Fortune must have guided me here. Sounds like a "must do" to me, eh?
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